| Lyrics: | LET THE LOWER LIGHTS BE BURNING
(P.P. Bliss, the Broadman Hymnal, Nashville,
Tenn. 1940)
1. Brightly beams our Father's mercy
from his lighthouse
evermore,
But to us he gives the keeping
of the lights along the
shore.
Chorus:
Let the lower lights be burning,
Send a beam across
the wave,
Some poor aching, struggling seaman
You may rescue, you may
save.
2. Dark the night of sin has fallen
loud the angry billows roar,
Eager eyes are watching, longing,
for the lights along the shore.
3. Trim your feeble
lamps, my brothers,
some poor sailor's tempest tossed,
Trying now to make the
harbor
in the darkness may be lost.
from Sondra Stigen, heard Helen
sing it, BP, Sweet Accord, etc.
1984.
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